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Something's coming! It's in the air, it is in the ground.
It is in everything that I've ever found!
Something's coming!

No longer can I accept the "it's nothing, nothing to do we me"
You cannot escape the roots of the great big family tree!
I'm just a fruit, fed by what has broken down before, history handed to me then told "you must not go explore"

Chorus

the truth is out, the truth is out!

the truth is out cos we have to go and explore our minds,
those who have control hypnotise to make us things of WAR!
we have children with guns in one and bombs in the other,
but worse in his mind; the intention to go and kill his brother, that's why